After pompom enters Hades

It's okay to see a ghost head on, but what I fear the most is the scary things behind me that I can't see.

The little pompom is sure that the thing behind him is not Xiaolei's body, because the laughter is different, it is also the laughter of a little boy, but the tone is a little lower.

At this moment, the little pompom fantasizes about countless horror scenes when it looks back, and it sits tremblingly on the spot... not daring to turn around.

"Giggle..."

The children's laughter came closer, almost clung to the little pompom's ears.The little pompom shrank into a ball in fright, although it was a ghost messenger, it couldn't feel any yin energy, and the thing giggling behind it, the little pompom had never seen it before, whether it was in the underworld or in the underworld.

This is not over yet, the little pompom seems to hear a rustling footsteps coming from behind, and a second thing is coming. --

The little pompom raised the phone in screen saver mode, trying to turn on the flashlight to illuminate the surroundings, but the chubby pompon pressed the quick selfie button in a panic.

The phone screen instantly switched to a mass of black images, the chubby white velvet underneath was the top of the little pompom's head, and behind it...

It was the face of a little boy, which looked extremely blurry in the dark, but the little pompom felt a little familiar inexplicably.

The little pompom wanted to turn off the scary camera on the phone, but was afraid of the unknown feeling of seeing nothing. Before the little pompon remembered when it had seen that face, the little boy raised his hand and held A fruit knife, extremely sharp, revealing faint blood...

It is the sharp knives in the hands of the children in the graffiti under the paws of the little pompom.

The little pompom was terrified: "Hey——"

The smile on the boy's face deepened, and with strong malice, he slowly raised the sharp knife: "Mr. Zhuzhu, go to hell!"

After this, the sound of rustling footsteps also moved to the front, and another small face appeared on the screen of the mobile phone, it was Xiao Hong with loose hair and closed eyes like sleepwalking.

The little girl's hair was messy, and there were marks from the mat on her cheeks. She looked very cute...until she slowly opened her eyes.

There are no whites of the eyes, only two black pearl-like eyeballs.

As the little girl opened her eyes, the pink and jade-crafted skin on her small face gradually lost its color and became whiter, as if it was covered with a layer of white flour.

This is the picture from the little pompom's nightmare!

Not only was the little pompom almost scared to death, but even the little boy with the knife shivered after turning around. --

But the little boy didn't seem to want to give in easily. He stood there holding the sharp knife tightly, looking at the little girl very dissatisfied.

But as the coldness in the little girl's pure black eyes became more and more frightening, the little boy actually started to tremble. After a few seconds, he screamed suddenly, turned around and ran away staggeringly.

When the little pompom turned around, only the back of the little girl with loose hair was left behind, walking slowly back to the room.

From this angle, the little pompom couldn't see the little girl's face, and it didn't have the guts to go around to look at it, so it had to watch the little girl open the door, climb into the bed, throw off the towel, get in, and then shrank into the corner wrapped in a quilt.

Little Pompom: "..." This room is yours now!

Now, the little pompom didn't dare to step into his room at all, he piled the half-corrected homework on the wall, and then rushed into the classroom with short legs, quickly turned on all the lights, and chose the one with the most light. A bright table on which to huddle and keep your eyes open until the sun rises.

After the light outside was brighter than that in the classroom, the little pompon bravely changed back into a human form, opened the door and walked out of the classroom.

Under the sunshine of the summer sun, the birds chirping, the cocks crowing and the dogs barking, Xiaoyang Village is peaceful and beautiful, as if everything that happened last night was just an illusion.

Zhu Ning silently despised him, he almost frightened himself crazy at night, as Lord Pluto, how could he be so frightened by the things in the world?No matter how bad it is, you can go to the underworld to hide from ghosts, what's the big deal.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ning approached the hut calmly.

The door of the hut was open, but the scroll and note left on the door were gone.

Under the bright summer sun, everything is not scary, Zhu Ning walked to the door and looked in.Hong Hong was kneeling and sitting on the ground, not knowing what she was painting.

Hearing the movement, the little girl quickly turned her head to look at Zhu Ning, and put down the pen with some fear, as if she had done something bad and was found out. --

When Zhu Ning approached, she realized that the little girl had found out half of a pink oil pastel stick from somewhere, and was painting a small pink flower on the painting of "Mr. Zhuzhu!"

She seemed to be trying to beautify every harsh red stroke into a small pink flower, but only halfway through.

Hong Hong raised her head in fear, and said in a very small voice: "Mr. Zhuzhu, I'm sorry..."

The little girl watched Zhu Ning nervously, as if she was ready to run under the bed at any moment.

Zhu Ning couldn't understand why a little girl with such a pair of cold black eyes was still afraid?Obviously when she stood in front of King Yama, King Hades was so frightened that he shouted for help.

But Zhu Ning seemed to feel that the little girl in front of her was really scared...

Zhu Ning didn't know where the courage came from, and reached out to pat the little girl's cuff comfortingly (didn't dare to touch her hand), and then asked softly, "What's your apology?"

The little girl quickly raised her head to look at Zhu Ning, then lowered her head and whispered: "Hong Hong is ugly, she shouldn't take photos... Hong Hong shouldn't wake up Xiaojuan..."

Zhu Ning didn't understand the second half of the sentence at all, but he quickly guessed the meaning of the first half of the sentence. He secretly took out his phone and snapped a photo.

Black pearl eyeballs, white flour skin... The red image in the photo is the same as the scary thing I saw last night!But the blackness of the eyeballs seems to be lighter, and the skin is only pale, not pale.

Zhu Ning said with difficulty: "Honghong is pretty."

Just now the little girl was so frightened that she almost jumped up, she seemed to want to hide under the bed reflexively, after hearing Zhu Ning's words, the little girl raised her head in astonishment, she didn't seem to believe Zhu Ning's words at all, but she was very surprised that Zhu Ning They didn't pick up the stool and hit her.

Although this exchange was not smooth, some progress has been made.

After Zhu Ning saw the little girl, although she was still scared, she was no longer in a state of panic that would turn into a pompom at any time.And when the little girl saw Zhu Ning, she would not subconsciously hide under the bed like a little mouse.

At eight o'clock, more than 20 children from Xiaoyang Village came to school in a mighty manner <with pig grass baskets on their backs.

The children didn't know what happened last night, and they chatted excitedly and discussed along the way. They were also very happy to see Zhu Ning behind the podium, and they scrambled to say hello to Mr. Zhuzhu.

Zhu Ning was a little embarrassed by this title. Seeing the innocent and lovely smiling faces of the children, he couldn't help but compare the voices until he made sure that no one was the same as the giggling of Xiaolei's corpse and the giggling of the boy with the knife last night. Finally, Zhuning relaxed.

But soon, Zhu Ning couldn't relax anymore.

Because he found that the facial features of a little boy who hurried into the classroom with a schoolbag on his back and sat back in his seat without asking the teacher, looked very familiar.

He is the kid with the knife last night.

Yesterday, I only had half a day of class. Zhu Ning only had some impressions of the faces of more than 20 children. I saw the blurred outlines under the moonlight on the screen of my mobile phone at night, so I didn't immediately remember them.

but now……

Zhu Ning looked at the little boy with thick head and thick head in the first row, and he could even imagine him holding a knife and giggling.

But this child's name is Sun Xiaohu, and it doesn't match the Xiaojuan that Honghong mentioned yesterday. Xiaojuan is obviously a girl's name.

The whole morning, Zhu Ning was a little absent-minded in teaching, and found the child who almost cut him open with a knife, but in class yesterday, he clearly heard Xiao Lei's laughter.

Now that things have happened, Zhu Ning will not think that the familiar weird laughter is his hallucination.But the children under the podium, except for Sun Xiaohu who was extremely depressed and did not look at Zhu Ning, the other children were lively and cute.It's hard to imagine that Xiaolei's eerie living corpse would be among them.

But Xiaohong has made great progress. In the last class, she even raised her hand to answer a question, although the voice was so low that most of the class couldn't hear what she was saying.

When school was over at noon, Zhu Ning left Sun Xiaohu alone and let the other children go home, but no matter what he asked Sun Xiaohu, the child kept pouting and didn't speak, looking very dissatisfied.

Zhu Ning can't let a child who can stab someone with a knife at night go home, he has had trouble with this Sun Xiaohu today, no matter how much the child pouts, glares, kicks the table... Zhu Ning just won't end the detention, Correcting homework on the podium without listening.

Finally, two hours later, the little boy couldn't hold back any longer. He slammed onto the desk and yelled, "Mr. Pig, go to hell! Go to hell! You all deserve to die!"

Zhu Ning put down his pen and looked up at the little boy: "Who else deserves to die except me?"

Sun Xiaohu stomped his feet vigorously and roared viciously: "My father, my mother, my grandparents, my uncle, the village chief...all the adults in the village deserve to die!"

Zhu Ning asked gently: "Why?"

Sun Xiaohu seemed very angry at his overly calm reaction, he glared at Zhu Ning angrily, closed his mouth tightly and did not speak, it was clearly the expression of a child, not like being possessed by a ghost at all.

Zhu Ning persuasively said, "Is the reason why I should die the same as the reason why your parents should die?"

But at this moment, the door of the classroom was kicked open with a bang, and a fat woman in her 50s rushed in with raised eyebrows.

Seeing the overturned desk next to the boy and the scattered books on the floor, she raised her voice an octave: "You are a teacher and you still beat my old grandson's baby. If there is anything wrong with my son, I will call My man will break your legs!"

The middle-aged woman went up to pull the little boy and walked out, while staring at Zhu Ning indignantly: "Why did our baby annoy you, you made things difficult for him?"